Songs under the apple tree

Of the fairytale project: and for the t-shirt company. I do hope they like it.

Her name is Mayehlie.

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Songs under the apple tree.

Red like the apple: lips, heart, robins - the sun that glows bright like a lantern before it sets. Pale olive, the feet, the hands, the tips of the bird's wings - and shadows cast by bright yellow trees across the lake.

And in her heart, she knew - in its inner, bright-redness, that today was the day - today it would rain and the droplets would part like a curtain. To let him approach.
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